作曲 : Will Swan

What a feeling when I'm feeling the feel for real

I'm over woke and flippin' a table

I shed a tear and then appear in the mirror

Still here but blasted out through pineal cable

Sand trap, the only path is still under construction

Same vein but different textures. An infinite selection

I finna whip my hip out my frame

Twist bone that hooks through the braid

Loops lonely needs a twin action

Fast enough to flip back the attraction

I hide away

Pacing back and forth

Some vanity is what I need

But I'm stuck slouching

I lie awake

When all my dreams fall short

Of everything that I could be

If I stopped slouching

Come back to my range

If you can't hang you know I won't change

She'd be a model if you gave her some time

She'll spin the bottle if you give her a sign

I can see it and it's audibly wobbly

Tastes just like a can of broccoli

Fishing hook like slimy apostrophe

One letter missing 'tween two monstrosities

I finna whip my hip out my frame

Twist bone that hooks through the braid

Loops lonely needs a twin action

Fast enough to flip back the attraction

I hide away

Pacing back and forth

Some vanity is what I need

But I'm stuck slouching

I lie awake

When all my dreams fall short

Of everything that I could be

If I stopped slouching

Oh... blast!

Cut after cut of liquid energy

Beams are buffed and I'm like "yay"

Back in the beast, hate this impulse slave

Close it up and then ride the wave

I just wanted to be the slick glaive robed in glow

Snake round the wheel, now I know what I've known

I just wanted to be the slick glaive robed in glow

All wrapped up and raving and rolled through the snow, go

Go

Go

Go

Go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, g